Pain&Panic

Oh dear sister Pain wont you help with this lot.
Of course dear brother Panic.
So Pain and Panic had their fun.
Taking turns in their twisted game.
You first Panic. I love when they scream and run.
So Panic went first, sending a wave of panic through the city.
The people went crazy, each seeing things that were not there.
Fighting amongst themselves and adrenaline running high.
Wave after wave of illusion tore through the crowds.
Little children saw bloody demons in their closet.
Women lost their beauty and their husbands left them.
Others were made to think otherwise and ran
Only because others ran too. 
Fear chilled them and took them into its grasp.
Oh, how lovely Panic. Your illusions are great
But lets see how they handle my pain. 
And so Pain took her turn.
Infants were burned but there skin uncharred.
Mothers were beaten blind and crucified. 
Fathers had their flesh peeled from their muscle. And their muscle ripped from bone. 
Soon Panic joined and made themselves  appear to be in hooded cloaks and great black wings. 
When the people saw this, they thought death had come for them 
And more panic grew as did the pain.
After hours of enjoyment the siblings grew bored and called upon their father death to kill them all. 
Soon all fell dead, their agony turned to releif. All except one small girl born from the wickedness of Pain and Panic.
Look there sister Pain i see a child here.
Oh my dear brother i think we created her.
What shall we name her?
Why, Panic we will
Name her after what she was born from,
Chaos.